Page 28 of Wild Fated Mate
He pulled himself completely out of his jeans, and I swallowed. He wasn’t even totally hard yet, but a drop of pre-cum beaded at the tip showed how much this little game turned him on.
I licked my lips, and leaned forward. I started with a few small licks, as he gritted his teeth and returned to filling out the reports. Every so often he would mutter “fuck me, fuck me” as his hips bucked his length deeper into my mouth. I swirled my mouth around the head, as he’d taught me, before sliding him further back into my throat the way I knew he liked it.
But this was the first time I’d used only my mouth, without the aid of my hands to control the depth of his thrusts. I was a teensy bit scared of doing this right.
“Fuck, Serena, your mouth is so hot, so perfect.”
I would have beamed at the compliment if my mouth wasn’t so stuffed full of cock.
I wanted him to be happy and to get the reports out of the way, but the noises he was making, and the salty-musky taste of him made me want more. But I couldn’t use my hands on him, or myself…he didn’t say anything about boobs.
I untied the bow at the top of my cami, the soft sleep-material giving way easily as I pulled the neckline under my full breasts. I never changed my pace, just continued to suck and lick, getting just a little sloppier with each bob of my head, increasing the pressure.
Pushing my breasts together, I released his big cock with an audible ‘pop’, anticipating his reaction.
“You’re going to kill me,” he groaned. His eyes flared wide at the sight, and the liquid feeling of need that pooled in my belly started dripping down my thighs. It was hot as hell to see his cock nestled in my cleavage.
I kneeled up a little more. “I’m not using my hands,” I said, and gave him a huge smile, then moaned as my nipples caught a little friction from the motion as I rolled up and down, starting a burn that traveled straight to my clit.
There was no need to worry about making the channel slick with the way he leaked pre-cum all over my chest. I could hear the faltering pounding of computer keys and more muttered curses. Maybe my plan was more distracting than I thought…
I started licking the tip of his cock with each pass, before sucking him back into my mouth. The faster I went, the more my nipples rubbed against him, edging me closer and closer to an orgasm. I hummed, happy and smug about getting around his rules.
Until I heard a muttered, “enough” from above me.
And then I was pulled up to my feet.
“I finished my report.”
“You don’t look very happy about that.” I poked the bear.
“And you broke the rules.”
“But you didn’t come yet!”
“You used your hands. Just like this.” Gavin cupped my breasts, pushing them together the same way they’d enveloped his hard cock. He bent his head and took a hard nipple in his mouth, licking and nipping, first one, then the other, until I was squirming in place. “So now you have to pay the price.”
“Those weren’t the rules,” I said.
“You might have started this little game, sunshine, but I’m about to finish it.” He was amused, despite the threatening edge to his words.
I didn’t have time to catch my breath before he spun me around, and bent me over the edge of his desk.
A finger brushed the bottom edge of my sleep shorts—I never actually wore them in bed, but I liked a bit of clothing between my skin and a hot coffee pot in the morning—and I rose on my tiptoes at the slight tickle.
The finger stroked back and forth, just skimming along the curve of my butt, right under the ruffles of the soft cotton shorts.
I shivered at the barely-there touch, knowing it wouldn’t stay that way.
And it didn’t, the sharp scrape of a claw reminding me just what kind of beast I’d taunted.
Then it was so long jammy shorts—I barely knew you—as cool air hit my backside.
I wasn’t sure what was coming next. I’d probably earned at least a few spanks, but my man could never resist?—
Hard hands gripped my hips, tilting my ass up, before a very growly bear shifter face-planted in my pussy. His tongue lapped from front to back, and dipped inside to gather the liquid pooling at my entrance.
“Sweet. So sweet. All mine.”
